Habit, maybe. [ He suggests concerning the why of Saya's secrecy though it seems a relatively frail reason, even to Arthur - er, well let's be honest, especially to Arthur. Still, he nods at the reiteration of the so-far plan, his focus sliding from White to Orange and back to Eames at Orange's question as if to say the other disc? - that being the one still in Eames' jacket before he pulls the strap of his bag over his shoulder again, pushing one of the vacated chairs in absently. ] Don't see why not.
[ That's...not exactly a 'yes', but Arthur dislikes binding words even verbal promises. This is all - as far as he's concerned - more being done on account of their own interests in it than any kind of concern for those no longer even in the mystery-threat's midst. But it's also true he sees no reason they wouldn't share whatever they find except for their own habits - those being er...not sharing. He decides to think of White and Orange as acquaintances, business acquaintances, because it helps him to fit people into specific roles even if they aren't wholly appropriate; they'll do for now.
He doesn't even have to open up dialogue to know Eames plans on staying on with Saya, which has already put a sourness into his previously well managed disposition (unfavorable though it was before too toward the strangeness of the threat/effect/whatever it is.) So if there's something to be found, he imagines there's no better crab to do it than the forger though he can't forge here the way he ought to be able.
Puzzling. Recurringly so.
He glares again though this time at his bag, fingers curling at the edge. ]
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[ That's...not exactly a 'yes', but Arthur dislikes binding words even verbal promises. This is all - as far as he's concerned - more being done on account of their own interests in it than any kind of concern for those no longer even in the mystery-threat's midst. But it's also true he sees no reason they wouldn't share whatever they find except for their own habits - those being er...not sharing. He decides to think of White and Orange as acquaintances, business acquaintances, because it helps him to fit people into specific roles even if they aren't wholly appropriate; they'll do for now.
He doesn't even have to open up dialogue to know Eames plans on staying on with Saya, which has already put a sourness into his previously well managed disposition (unfavorable though it was before too toward the strangeness of the threat/effect/whatever it is.) So if there's something to be found, he imagines there's no better crab to do it than the forger though he can't forge here the way he ought to be able.
Puzzling. Recurringly so.
He glares again though this time at his bag, fingers curling at the edge. ]